Pilipinas My Pilipinas

“You are like the young tree that grows strong and no one will abuse you again”

My country, My Philippines

People with enthusiasm, the stories unfolds

Rich in culture, a  tradition core

Core of greatness and tradition

But with your pulchritude grace

Aliens were seduced, a challenging embrace.

Conquered, insulted, the town’s happy song,

Replaced by suffering, at the invaders hand

I wanted you to fight, a plea in my heart.

I don’t have enough courage, and strength lacking

Wanted to help, fear held me near,

In the echoes of time, a silent tear

It didn’t take long for you to be brave and steady

Wins all battles, hands at the ready

Now, you bloomed, a victory’s gain,

No one will be abused you again